An almost maddening amount of heat ran through Lethel's body. He fireshifted from another of Thalos' attacks, but the man was just there when he reappeared at another fire.
Such tremendous speed denied what should even be physically possible.
Lethel pointed three fingers at him, eyes narrowing at his shrinking pool of spirit energy.
Three brilliant flashes of white flames danced from his fingers.
It was the fastest spell he could use, honed from years of casting.
There was no one that could use this spell better than him; he could even use it better without a chant at this point, no longer relying on the words to pass his intent to the fire spirits.
It made him the deadliest duelist under Rank 5.
But Thalos didn't even balk at the speed of the white flames, dodging them like he wasn't even trying. He fireshifted again into the air and finally used a chant.
"Face of ruin, heartbeat of the stars, gather as storm! Break the wall, shatter the stillness, bring down judgment!"
